EBC Day 21

It’s bitterly cold when I get up and a fierce wind is blowing across the valley. While I am having my breakfast I watch the hotel Yak wandering about. It’s stabled in a small paddock near the main gate but as no one has bothered tieing the beast up or fashioning a gate it walks to the hotel kitchen door every ten minutes or so to look for a feed. The kitchen boy then chases it back to its paddock. Rinse and repeat. Later on, I climb a ridge to get a better view of The Imja Glacier. The views are great but wind gusts do their best to blow me off my perch and hurl me down to the valley floor. I retreat back down the hill, cross the glacial rubble back down to my lodge and order a pot of tea.